Three hundred and fiftieth chapters unrivaled strength
"I didn't expect these crazy scientists to create such a brand new species." The masked woman sighed, seemingly helpless, "Let's go!" The masked woman turned around and walked.
The only old man in sackcloth who did not take action was holding a shiny black spear, escorting the white-faced middle-aged man, and followed closely beside the masked woman.
"Your Highness the Saint, wait a minute." When he saw these people, Li Yuan suddenly woke up and ran out of his hiding place.
The masked woman was startled when she heard the cry, and then turned around and looked in the direction of the sound. She looked at this sloppy guy with bloodshot eyes, running towards her, as if he was extremely excited.
"Um?"
The three old men in sackcloth immediately stepped in front of the masked woman and looked warily at the tall, thin man in black with a pale face.
These five people were none other than the Vatican Saint Alyssa and the three Vatican ascetic monks. The pale-faced middle-aged man with a tired look was actually the Thief King Zhuo Fan. Unfortunately, Zhuo Fan was chased by Alyssa and the three old men in sackcloth in the end.
After a fight, Zhuo Fan, who was seriously injured, was captured alive.
The things Zhuo Fan took out from area m23 naturally fell into Alyssa's hands.
Just when Li Yuan thought he had found a glimmer of hope and ran towards Alyssa and others in ecstasy, a figure suddenly appeared silently at the entrance of the street opposite, and a deep cold murderous intention suddenly emerged, overwhelming towards this person.
The crowd is coming
Everyone couldn't help being shocked, feeling the cold and bone-chilling murderous aura. Li Yuan, who was running, felt as if he was in an ice cave. He was so horrified that his figure suddenly swayed and he almost fell to the ground.
As dawn approached and the sky was still dark, that figure suddenly appeared at the opposite street corner. Everything seemed so unusual.
A light mist shrouded the messy streets, and the figure of the man was looming. There were hazy footsteps, and the man was walking slowly.
This man's figure was gradually exposed to everyone's eyes. He was not tall or strong, but had a slender figure. He was wearing a gray gown that swayed slightly in the cool breeze. He was a middle-aged man, quite a bit of an immortal.
ordinary middle-aged man
There was a sneer on the fair-faced, beardless, not-so-handsome face. Two cold lights shot out of his eyes, staring at Alyssa. There was a hint of cunning, a hint of evil, and a hint of ill-intention in his eyes.
"Is it you?" Alyssa exclaimed, staring at the middle-aged man who was walking towards him, her whole body tensed up, and she looked a little panicked. This person was actually Feng Jiu who attacked Nangong Chu in Paris.
quiet
Alyssa witnessed the earth-shattering battle between Nangong Chu and Feng Jiuyou with her own eyes. Feng Jiuyou suddenly appeared here, obviously coming for her. How could she not be nervous?
Under the long eyebrows, a pair of eyes were as cold as blades, an invisible "power" was as heavy as a mountain, and the overwhelming killing intent was as vast as a huge sea. It locked the six people present at the same time, even those who came from the hiding place.
Li Yuan who ran away is no exception
"Boom!, boom!, boom!, boom!..."
Feng Jiuyou's momentum was like a rainbow. He seemed to be walking leisurely, but with every step he took, the ground trembled slightly. It was like a giant mountain moving slowly. A heavy momentum oppressed people and made them gasp.
Out of breath
Gradually, the expressions of the three old men in sackcloth suddenly changed. They were surprised to find that Feng Jiuyou's footsteps had an indescribable magic power and actually synchronized with their heartbeats. In the end, the heartbeats coincided with the footsteps.
"Boom!, boom!, boom!, boom!..."
Feng Jiuyou had already taken action! When he took the first step, he had already controlled the rhythm of the whole place. He seemed to have integrated into this world, feeling the pulse of the earth and becoming one with it!
Very rhythmic footsteps, slow but heavy and powerful. When one step fell, the whole space was shaken. Li Yuan, who had the lowest cultivation level among the group of people, suddenly felt his blood surge up, his face was as red as blood, and his heart seemed to jump out of his throat.
At this moment, his heart seemed to be controlled, as if it was being held in someone's hand and being crushed by a powerful force.
At this time, Alyssa also felt uncomfortable. She tightened her left hand on the Angel Bow, and a trace of spiritual power immediately poured into the delicate bow body. The Angel Bow immediately seemed to have been summoned by some kind, and the bow body surged.
A misty white glow arose, wrapping Alyssa in it
"Huh? Interesting!" Feng Jiuyou, who was still ten feet away, saw the magic of the angel's bow. His eyes lit up and he looked greedily at the silver bow in Alyssa's hand.
He did not stop. All his movements seemed so natural and harmonious. He seemed to be waving the world and controlling this strange territory.
This is the realm where the innate warrior unites nature and man
"boom!"
Suddenly, Feng Jiuyou stepped down hard, much heavier than before!
"puff!"
Li Yuan's face was extremely red, and his eyes almost bulged out. He opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. In an instant, his body shook violently and he fell directly into the dust.
In his eyes, the approaching middle-aged man in gray shirt was more terrifying than a monster. Before he could take action, Li Yuan was already seriously injured.
"Boom!" Feng Jiuyou took another step forward, spanning one foot. At this moment, his momentum reached an unprecedented height, and he stood in this world.
Li Yuan fell into a coma on the side of the street.
"Ah...!" Alyssa exclaimed. Although her face was covered, she seemed to have been greatly shocked. She wanted to get rid of this unspeakable sense of oppression. If she continued like this, even if she was protected by the angel's bow,
The heart has to burst. The beating of the heart is completely dominated by the sound of footsteps. We must break through this situation.
"Boom!, boom!, boom!, boom!"
At this time, Feng Jiuyou took four steps forward in succession, each step becoming heavier. He had already arrived three feet in front of Alyssa and the others.
The faces of the three linen ascetic monks were originally different, but now they all turned red. Four steps below, Alyssa, shrouded in hazy light, swayed around with the sound of footsteps, and a drop of blood came from her veil.
The hem is dripping
These four steps seemed as heavy as a giant mountain, and the pressure was irresistible! The Thieves King Zhuofan, who was seriously injured and looked exhausted, seemed to be drunk, his white face turned red, and his body was swaying as Feng Jiuyou stepped on it.
When he took the fourth step, he said "Wow!" and spurted out a blood arrow. His body seemed to be hit by a huge mountain and flew out horizontally.
Feng Jiuyou walked step by step, and an unimaginable force stirred up this space. Every movement he made brought forth the power of this world!
Before he actually took action, Feng Jiuyou seemed to have already won.